You are my special list

Seven is the remainder
Choice is the hogswhip

Eight is eleven more than negative three
and I choose you.

Veiled from the sun
tearing at tears

Seven is nine more than negative two
And you are betwixt me

eleven chooses eleven
so, tell me about it

More than we know

Soon the studio

movement

a slow murmuring

soon a release

Open

I am falling open